Inside the Worship Hall (Douluo Palace).
Qian Daoliu was examining a letter sent by Bibi Dong.
"Tang San. Blue Silver Emperor."
Upon finishing the letter, Qian Daoliu tore it to shreds. His eyes flashed with boundless killing intent, and he simultaneously released an extremely terrifying pressure.
"Tang Hao!"
Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth, spitting out the two words. His long golden hair fluttered without wind, unable to maintain his previous composure.
If Tang Hao hadn't severely injured Qian Xunji back then, Qian Xunji wouldn't have been killed by Bibi Dong.
Although Bibi Dong's killing of Qian Xunji was understandable from her perspective, Qian Xunji was still his son; how could he not harbor hatred?
However, his resentment was mostly directed at Tang Hao.
In his eyes, Qian Xunji hunting a transformed Soul Beast was perfectly reasonable, yet he suffered desperate resistance from Tang Hao, ultimately ending up severely injured. For this one incident alone, he could raze the Clear Sky Sect to the ground.
However, because of his agreement with Tang Chen, he didn't destroy the Clear Sky Sect; otherwise, the Clear Sky Sect wouldn't exist now.
After a while, Qian Daoliu barely managed to control his emotions, secretly calculating, 'Tang San is not only Tang Hao's son but also Lin Mu's disciple. If I attack Tang San, I'll inevitably become Lin Mu's enemy.'
Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu's face immediately showed difficulty. Given the relationship between Lin Mu and his granddaughter, what was he to do?
Moreover, Lin Mu's potential was extraordinary; with only Soul Douluo cultivation, he possessed speed exceeding that of a Limit Douluo, and there was a high probability he could obtain a divine inheritance, perhaps even surpassing the Angel God.
In this way, Xue'er would have someone to rely on when entering the God Realm.
After some consideration, Qian Daoliu became even more conflicted. To avenge his son while severing his granddaughter's happiness was something he simply couldn't do.
"Ji'er, ultimately you were in the wrong first. Don't blame your father."
Qian Daoliu sighed. Rather than dwelling on past hatred, it was better to focus on the present.
For him, the most important thing was to cultivate Qian Renxue into the new Angel God, which was also his mission as the High Priest of the Angel God.
Even so, he still felt a trace of resentment and planned to find an opportunity to teach Lin Mu a lesson.
As night fell, Yu Xiaogang tiptoed into an inn, seemingly worried about disturbing someone.
Then, he spent another hundred gold soul coins and finally learned the location of Yu Tianheng's room from the innkeeper.
After a while, Yu Xiaogang arrived at Yu Tianheng's door and knocked lightly.
A moment later, Yu Tianheng quickly opened the door, looking at the middle-aged man outside with surprise, clearly not recognizing him.
Since cutting off a certain hardware component, Yu Xiaogang's appearance had begun to change. In just over a month, he had become old and ugly, and there was a kind of feeling about him that made people physically uncomfortable.
"You are... Yu Xiaogang?"
Yu Tianheng frowned slightly, his tone hesitant.
Hearing his nephew address him by his full name, Yu Xiaogang was immediately displeased, his face hardening. "Tianheng, is this how you talk to your uncle?"
Yu Tianheng completely ignored Yu Xiaogang's question.
Ever since that embarrassing incident, his opinion of Yu Xiaogang had completely changed. This guy was clearly a lunatic, actually adding an ice-attribute soul ring to a fire-attribute Soul Master, ultimately harming himself and others.
That wasn't all; this bastard even chose to join Spirit Hall, clearly not taking the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan seriously.
'When Grandpa learned of this, he was furious, wishing he could kill Yu Xiaogang with a single blow.'
Looking at the drastically changed Yu Xiaogang, Yu Tianheng's gaze was piercing, and he said coldly, "You've long been expelled from the family, and have even repeatedly tarnished its reputation. How dare you call yourself my elder!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's beard bristled and his eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yu Tianheng.
Was this still his nephew?
Could it be that under Lin Mu's influence, Yu Tianheng had also become arrogant and utterly devoid of humility?
Having just recovered his senses, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of anger and retorted, "Even if I've left the family, I'm still your uncle, that's an undeniable fact!"
"You dare mention family ties? Grandpa has been hoping you'd come back, and you've only been back once in twenty years?"
After retorting, Yu Tianheng felt even more that Yu Xiaogang was hypocritical and mocked, "People like you only care about profit. You pull out the family name when you need it, and sever ties when you don't!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was struck dumb, frozen in place.
After a while, Yu Xiaogang forced himself to calm down. To defeat Lin Mu's Royal Fighting Team, he absolutely could not admit to this.
"Tianheng, these are all slanders against me."
After a pause, Yu Xiaogang's face showed a sad expression, and he sighed, "I have always considered myself a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but my Soul Power has never been able to break through level 30. Even if I return to the clan, I will only be expelled again."
"If I can become famous one day, I will naturally go back to see my father immediately. Going back now will only add to my sorrow."
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng hesitated, as if there was some truth to it.
Seeing this, the corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth turned up slightly, and he continued, "Tianheng, there is an opportunity right now. As long as my disciple can defeat Tang San, I will surely become famous throughout the continent!"
"You will help me, right?"
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had revealed his true intentions, Yu Tianheng's face instantly darkened.
Just now, he really thought that Yu Xiaogang had a reason, but he didn't expect that it was all a ploy to make him throw the match. This bastard is indeed a selfish and self-serving beast!
Slap!!
Without uttering a word of nonsense, Yu Tianheng directly slapped Yu Xiaogang.
With a full-force slap, he sent Yu Xiaogang flying through the air, spinning twice before crashing to the ground with a thud.
The slap completely stunned Yu Xiaogang.
He had assumed that even if Yu Tianheng refused, he wouldn't dare lay a hand on him. But not only had he attacked, but he had attacked so hard!
"Yu Tianheng! You actually hit your own uncle!"
Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, looking up at Yu Tianheng who seemed completely unaffected, feeling like his lungs were about to explode with rage.
However, Yu Tianheng wasn't going to let Yu Xiaogang off the hook, kicking him several more times.
"The first kick was for Grandpa, these kicks are for myself. What are you? You want me to throw the match, trying to hand the championship to Spirit Hall! You traitorous dog!"
"You beast! You're an absolute beast! Siding with outsiders and bullying your own uncle!"
Yu Xiaogang, as if he had suffered a tremendous injustice, began to wail and howl.
At this moment, anger overwhelmed his reason; he no longer tried to control his voice, which suddenly became shrill and piercing, as unpleasant as could be.
Noticing the change in voice, coupled with the drastic change in appearance, Yu Tianheng had a guess.
"Yu Xiaogang, was your... that part cut off by Ma Hongjun?"
Yu Tianheng asked, his words piercing straight to the heart.